I've been bullied and humiliated for thirteen years; when I wake up, I'll be bloodthirsty.

Chapter 15 2 Silver

"You don't know, when I heard that sound just now, my legs went weak with fear. Aren't you really in pain? How could you not be in pain?" Sheng Yunjiao chattered like a sparrow.

Her hands were still reaching eagerly towards Lu Yangyang's shoulders, "Can I see if your arm has really been put back in place?"

Lu Yangyang moved her arm to prove that it was really okay.

Sheng Yunjiao's eyes widened in surprise.

She couldn't help but ask again, "Does it hurt or not?"

Lu Yangyang was slightly stunned. Did it hurt? She didn't know.

Maybe it used to hurt? But for more than ten years, from childhood to adulthood, she struggled every day with injuries and treatments. People who live off the mountains don't have time to think about whether it hurts or not. And no one has ever asked her that question.

"Hey, why are you talking so much nonsense? Tell me if it hurts or not? Otherwise, I'll break your arm and you can try it." Yan Yue leaned on his crutch and came closer, pursing his lips, and whispered to Lu Yangyang, "What kind of relationship do you have with the Duke of Sheng's family? How could the Duke of Sheng, a child like you, do that..."

Yan Yue looked at Lu Yangyang with suspicion, "Although you are a bit thin and ugly, you are still a girl. Even if you really did something wrong, does Uncle Sheng need to discipline you?"

"You shouldn't be..."

With a "smack," Sheng Yunjiao slapped Yan Yue on the shoulder without any hesitation, causing Yan Yue to stumble and almost fall.

"What nonsense are you thinking! Keep your voice down. Didn't you see that Granny Feng is still waiting outside? Do you want Granny Feng to go back and complain, and then cause more trouble for Yangyang?" Sheng Yunjiao glared at him.

Yan Yue quickly shut his mouth.

Lu Yangyang said nonchalantly, "I'm just a poor relative, nothing to worry about. The Shengguo Guild is probably just lecturing me because I'm new here and don't know the rules. Who told you to have so many rules in the capital?"

Speaking of this, Yan Yue nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, you're right. I also think there are just too many messy rules sometimes, it's really annoying."

"What do you want from me?" Lu Yangyang asked him.

"Ah, I..." Yan Yue stammered. He had been thinking about yesterday's events since early this morning, feeling both ashamed and annoyed, yet also curious and itchy about the origins of this ugly girl, Lu Yangyang. So he climbed onto the wall again.

Then I saw Lu Yangyang's chubby maid pacing around anxiously like a big-headed ant. Only then did I realize that Lu Yangyang had been summoned by Old Madam Li and was probably going to be punished.

Without a second thought, Yan Yue ordered a gift to be prepared and rushed to the rescue, disregarding his leg injury.

He touched his nose, a little embarrassed, and said, "I've come to apologize to you sincerely. I shouldn't have joked with you yesterday. You even helped me set my bones. I should apologize to you both morally and logically."

Yan Yue pointed to another pile of things on the table: "Here, these are all for you. If there's anything you want, just tell me. As long as it's within my power, I'll definitely help you!"

After all, you look rather pitiful.

Yan Yue was too embarrassed to say it aloud.

Although Lu Yangyang was greedy for money, she wasn't insatiable, so she nodded and said, "Alright, I accept your apology and gift. You can leave now."

"Huh?" Yan Yue didn't expect Lu Yangyang to want to send him away as soon as she opened her mouth. He hurriedly looked at Sheng Yunjiao, only to see Sheng Yunjiao making a face at him smugly.

Yan Yue: "..."

"Actually... there's something else I want to ask you," Yan Yue said hesitantly.

"Why are you dawdling like this, you big man?" Sheng Yunjiao rolled her eyes. "Just say what you have to say, don't delay Yangyang from making the clothes."

Lu Yangyang also looked at Yan Yue and said succinctly, "You go ahead."

Yan Yue looked at her expectantly: "Are you particularly skilled in bone setting or something? The imperial physician who treated my injury last night said your technique was very proficient. I just wanted to ask you if you have any way to help my leg heal faster? I have a very important polo match in half a month. I didn't want to participate, but if I don't, won't people laugh at me and think I'm deliberately avoiding it because I'm afraid of losing? But the imperial physician said that I'll have to stay in bed for at least another month, let alone ride a horse..."

"Tsk, aren't you one too?" Sheng Yunjiao mocked.

Yan Yue glared at her: "Shut up!"

“Even if I shut up, you still can’t participate. The imperial physicians can’t do anything, so what can Yangyang do? If she’s better than the imperial physicians, she could be in the Imperial Hospital!” Sheng Yunjiao looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Yan Yue lowered his head, looking a little dejected. "Sorry, I was just being delusional."

“Okay,” Lu Yangyang replied.

"What did you say?" they both asked in unison, then turned to look at her in disbelief.

Lu Yangyang nodded: "Sure, but only if you dare to let me treat you."

Sheng Yunjiao sidled up to her, quietly tugged at her sleeve, and whispered, "You're not lying to him, are you?"

Yan Yue's face darkened: "I can hear you."

“I always keep my word, why would I lie to him? Besides, I charge a consultation fee for treating patients, so I'll just charge... ten taels of silver.” Lu Yangyang quickly calculated in her mind. When she was in the village, she treated villagers for free, at most charging them a handful of rice or some coarse grains. If someone from another village came, she would only charge them ten or so copper coins, because she was only good at treating external injuries.

Ten taels of silver—that was the amount she could only scrape together by selling countless wild rabbits and chickens.

After all, in the countryside, even a wild boar might not be worth two taels of silver.

She ate a lot, so there was hardly anything left. Besides, large prey was rare, and saving money was harder than climbing to heaven.

This young master Yan is none other than a member of the royal family. It's not unreasonable for her to ask for ten taels of silver, is it?

Lu Yangyang secretly suppressed her anticipation, feeling a little nervous, but pretended to be relaxed as she looked at the dumbfounded Yan Yue.

Yan Yue stared at her in disbelief.

Lu Yangyang thought to herself, "Could it be that expensive? Are city people really that poor?"

It's not that she was ignorant; the "she" in the dream had never seen much silver, and the "she" in the dream didn't have any skills either. So she was still very fortunate that she had learned some skills from that crazy woman.

"Okay, no problem!" Yan Yue said hurriedly, snapping out of his daze.

"Are you stupid? You only accept ten taels of silver? Don't you even know how much his leg is worth! You should only accept a thousand taels!" Sheng Yunjiao winked at Lu Yangyang anxiously, eagerly leaning over to remind her, but Yan Yue spoke first and agreed.

Lu Yangyang: "..."

"You should have said so earlier!" Lu Yangyang was heartbroken, feeling like she had missed out on a fortune that could have supported her for the rest of her life.

But she has always been a person of principle; once she said ten taels, then it was ten taels.

She looked at Yan Yue and said, "Then take your pants off!"